Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belgium and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Maurizio to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
Hasil Adkins,
The Pretty Things,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Wings,
Fugazi,
Oblivians,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Donald Byrd,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
T. Rex,
Johnny Clarke,
Nirvana,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rotary Connection,
Scratch Acid,
Rekid,
Delta 5,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Starr,
Sugar Minott,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Sight & Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
The Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Zapp,
John Holt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
Reuben Wilson,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Alphaville,
the Sonics,
The Moody Blues,
Lalann,
Marmalade,
Section 25,
The Invisible,
Kool Moe Dee,
Darondo,
48th St. Collective,
the Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camouflage,
Los Fastidios,
Average White Band,
Dennis Brown,
Ultimate Spinach,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.